Horsin' Around with Nana & Papa

My mom and dad are visiting this week from Chicago. They made a special trip out to deliver the rocking horse that my dad made for Gavin. It is exquisite - almost too beautiful to play on. I don't want to put any scratches in it! Gavin's first response was, "turn on?". He wondered where the power button was. It didn't take long for him to warm up to the idea of riding it, though, and now he insists on wearing his cowboy hat whenever he mounts his trusty steed. Nana and Papa are in for a long week of babysitting while Brandon and I are at work. Our sweet little 2-1/2 year old seems to be going through some growing pains. Maybe his 2-year molars are finally coming in. Maybe he's just terrible 2. One thing is for sure: he has a mind of his own and he's determined to push the boundaries of disobedience. It's just a phase.... right? Anyone? Please tell me it's just a phase.

First ride.
It's even sturdy enough for dads!
Thank you, Papa!
The masterpiece.
Flying the osprey on a windy but warm afternoon.
Giving kisses to Nana on the upswing.
"Heee Ha!"